C361 Like a Poisonous Thing

In the past, Westley had only hoped that he could have a small home in this big city, a lover, or a child. But now, he had everything, but he could no longer realize the simplest of dreams because she had left.

In the past, Westley did not know if he would regret it, but now he knew. He regretted it, but the world lacked medicine for regret. So regretting it was useless